Especially when seeing people sitting in the office, they even stepped down fiercely.

  This person...

  Gusong City

  Song Yuqiao knew Gu Qingcheng, thanks to Zhou Haitang's introduction. She said she liked men like Gu Qingcheng the most and would often show her those colorful photos printed from the internet, which naturally made his face stick in her memory.

  But in reality, he looked even more menacing than in the photos, and at a glance, it seemed as if one could see a flash of bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

  It seems like I really interrupted their important conversation, but since I'm here, I shouldn't be timid.

  Yu Na followed behind, apologetically saying to Pei Si: "Director Pei, I wasn't able..."

  Pei Si nodded and waved his hand, Yu Na bowed her head and turned around to leave.

  Since you're already here, make yourself at home. Song Yuqian calmed down and called out "Director Pei", then placed the tray on the table, picked up the teacup, held the teapot with one hand and supported her wrist with the other, gently lifting it as the tea poured out, releasing a faint fragrance that wafted through the room.

  Her way of pouring tea is very skilled, no different from those who perform tea ceremonies in teahouses.

  Two cups of tea, one placed in front of Gu Qingcheng and the other in front of Pei Si Cheng.

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes had a hint of a smile, he picked up the teacup and stood up. He said to Song Yuqiao: "This cup of tea, I'll accept it, consider it as you paying respects to me in advance."

  Song Yuqiao didn't understand.

  "Respectfully offering you tea is a must when giving a meeting gift."

  Gu Qingcheng walked out, leaving behind a sentence: "Unforgettable, it's absolutely a great gift."

  As the door closed again, Song Yuqiao realized that he was indeed rash and bowed his head: "Director Pei, I'm sorry to disturb you. I was too anxious and couldn't get through to your phone. It's really an emergency..."

  "Is it the tender for that piece of land in East City?" Pei Si Cheng interrupted Song Yu Qiao's words.

  Song Yu Qiao nodded after being stunned for a moment.

  Pei Si furrowed his brow, picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Dai Lin, since I've already handed over the list to you, just do the work that belongs to the contract and that's it. Can you control other things? You've been too comfortable in this position for years, don't even know how to deal with such a big order?"

  His words were neither warm nor cold, but had a kind of unprovoked majesty that made people feel immense pressure when they listened. Even Song Yuqiao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shrink his shoulders to reduce his presence, as if the next person would be affected like a fish in a pond.

  "If you don't want to do it anymore, just say so earlier, no need for Ye Zenan's agreement, I'll write a letter of recommendation for you."

  Song Yuqiao's mind went blank for a moment, what did Pei Si Cheng just say? Ye Zenan...

  Does Pei Shuai know Ye Zenan?

  Hanging up the phone, Song Yuqiao didn't dare to speak either, lowering her head, and then heard Pei Si Cheng say: "Remember my private phone number, if there's anything in the future, you can call me directly."

  "It's still not disturbing President Pei's private time, I can...". Facing Pei Si Cheng's unyielding gaze, Song Yu Qiao stopped mid-sentence. After spending some time together, she had also figured out some of Pei Si Cheng's temperament, so she just nodded, "Okay."

  As Pei Si's notification popped up, Song Yuqiao's gaze gradually fixed on the few words that had been on her phone screen all along: Pei Xiao Huo's dad.

  “！！！”

  Pei Si raised an eyebrow, with a knowing expression: "Is there a problem?"

  Song Yu looked at Pei Shichen quietly for three seconds, then casually put her phone into her bag and buckled it: "No problem."